NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:
Such a sad message from our lovelorn Providence poet. Rejection can be a painful experience – especially when one sees reminders of the past at every turn. Let’s hope our writer breaks out from staring at the walls and ventures outside – it’s summer now and the time of opportunity is here.
Once
Missed Connections in Rhode Island
Once
Oh, once—
I remember you saying I was the one
And nothing could change that
But you were wrong
Its funny how life turns on a dime
Now we don’t even talk
I just just stare at these walls and
Now I wait by the phone
In the dark, drunk on hope
I’m so lost, I’m so low
and I just want you to know
Everywhere that I go
I’m reminded of us
Where we’ve been, all we’ve done
And all the love that we shared
Once
